Cozied up to the toiletFace stuck to the floorI met expectations that I was tryin to ignoreJob had such patienceI wonder, what´s that like?One hundred thousand millionBut I hearThat´s what you likeSo I was thinkinSo these cities are sproutingLike a spit in the eyeAnd this world isn´t waitingIt´s just passing me byI just peak in the windowLookin insideThe butcher´s got a fork in your faceI´m standing aliveAnd I was singin